My mother loved me a lot but since one year, she stopped talking to me. She even didn't look at me. I screamed and screamed loudly but she didn't care to notice. She didn't love me. Whenever, I was talking to her, she didn't pay attention to me. She pretended that she wasn't listening me. These things started happening after that accident when I was crossing the road with two chocolate ice creams in my hand and a truck driver rolled over me.
After that incident, I always saw my mother crying loudly while holding my picture in her hands. I didn't know why she thought that I was not here while I was always sitting beside her.
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Short Horror Stories
Horor"You can run from death but can never escape..." A collection of short horror stories written by me. All rights are reserved.😊
